Six already?

Bad carb craving day. I've eaten a lot of Challah bread, enough that I can feel my blood sugar going haywire.

At least I'm done with work for the day...will give me time to take a nap instead of working out...not the healthiest plan but I'm going to fall asleep now!

Five.

Some nights the needle goes in easier than others. I find if I make little circling motions whilst puncturing the skin, I feel it less than the nights I just "grab and jab".

And yes, I am writing this blog because I have an article deadline in one hour and ten minutes. Total done so far: the title.

It's going to be a long night.

Unfair.

...I should be four months pregnant now, not facing another cycle of injections and IUI.

Four - Fuck, Ow!

So today is CD4, also known as day 2 of BitchiStim.

The thing about this is that despite 20 hours of tattoo work and multiple piercings, I hate needles. HATE them. With a passion.

I keep telling myself that this is in a good cause. O_o

Three and a Baseline

No, I do not apologize for the ultrasound room looking like a crime scene when I left. Aunt Irma is vengeful today. I was worried about her being too light but I have cramps so hard my back aches. No more worries there, except of course my lining is still type III, not back to type I yet, but I gather that is normal when the downstairs looks like the first scene in Carrie.

It was the first early morning of many early mornings in the cycle. I was there at 5.50 in the morning -- monitoring technically does not begin until six -- but was about fifteenth in line. They took the normal panel plus are retesting my thyroid function since getting on the Synthyroid. The E2, FSH, P4 all came back just fine, it'll be a few days before I know about the T4 since that goes to another lab (crazy insurance rules).

The ultrasound showed some 10's and a few less-than-10's, so we're all set and ready to go. I took 150 IU of BitchyStim and right now am so tired I could cry, but I think that has more to do with the early morning and hours spent making sure the Stoat's immigration status is sorted since USCIS seems incapable of sending their own notices out on time. Go Vermont Service Center. /sarcasm

Anyway, roll on, IUI. It'll be interesting to try with my ovaries in the right place!

Two.

I love watching the snow fall, especially since there isn't supposed to be much of it. Not enough to make my day more difficult, anyway. Maybe it'll keep other tenants away from the laundry room this morning. I hope so, since I'm taking the morning off to wait for my drug dealer (FedEx is delivering the box from Mandells) and to do the housework I've been putting off for a week (my breeches could ride the horse on their own at this point and I swear the dust bunnies are fomenting).

I feel positive. Tired, but positive.

One (redux).

I called the RE this morning. Technically, since AF started last night, this will be CD 1. I don't mind. It's 1!

So I've gotten my meds ordered and am preparing for the cycle of injections plus ultrasounds and early mornings. I almost don't mind the early mornings, hopefully they will jive with the Bollywood dance class and I'll be halfway to the gym then!

I haven't decided what to do today yet; having new clients means being swamped, but I rather like it. It's just taking some time to get used to how they want their articles formatted, and I've got more free reign with how I write them so it's a bit difficult to get started. Also, wanting to dance around the room in elation that it's CD 1 doesn't help! ;)

I just hope we can fit this cycle in before we go away. Oh, we can do timed BD and for that I'll do the meds anyway -- superovulation will give us a better chance, but I really want to try an IUI now that things are back where they belong!